Naked Cowboys

Suddenly everyone is talking about how hot gay cowboys are. This is nothing new, at least not to me. I have had a thing for a pretty boy in a cowboy hat for as long as I can remember. So after my boyfriend saw that movie and wanted to have a little role-play I figured, what the hell, it sounded hot.

“You want the black hat or the white one?” he asked me, standing there in faded jeans and a flannel shirt.

“The black one,” I said grinning.

“’Cause you think you’re bad, don’t you?”

“Oh I know I am.”

He placed the hat on my head after donning the light coloured one himself. “Now strip,” he commanded.

I raised an eyebrow in reply. He always liked to be a bossy bottom.

“Strip,” he repeated, “I want some naked cowboy.”

I grinned at him and began unfastening my jeans, slowly. “You want to be ridden hard and put away wet, that’s what you want.” Two could play this game of corny lines.

Within seconds, we both stood naked except for our hats. “You look hot,” my lover said. “You should wear that hat all the time.”

“Enough talk,” I said, pulling his body to mine and kissing his neck, just under his ear. He moaned his approval, while his hands roamed down my back and over my buttocks, squeezing each bun firmly in his grip.

I continued kissing his skin, moving down to his chest, biting his nipples as I passed by them. On to his abs, his hands now on my shoulders as he anticipated where my tongue was heading, I licked and kissed the muscles of his taught stomach. Finally I ran my tongue down his happy trail and on to his rigid cock.

“Suck it,” he whispered. But then, that had been my plan all along.

My hat fell off my head as I slid his dick into my mouth, letting my tongue twirl around the base. He let out a raspy breath when his cock hit the back of my throat.

I reached one hand around and with my index finger began to trace slow circles around his hole. With the other hand I fondled his balls, letting them roll in my palm.

His hands went to my hair, digging his fingers in my curls and pulling my head forward, forcing his cock further down my throat. I swallowed around it and felt his shudder.

I let my finger slide into his hole, just passed the first knuckle, then resumed the lazy circles I had been making with it.

“Oh fuck, I am so close.” His voice was so heavy with desire that I felt my dick twitch at its sound. “I want you inside of me.”

That’s all he ever has to say. I withdrew my finger and let his dick slide from my mouth. I stood up and pulled him with me to the bed in a matter of seconds. Needless to say, I wanted to be inside of him too.

“Where’s your hat?” he asked.

“Fell off.”

He turned back and picked it up from where it lay on the floor. He smiled as he put it back on my head. “Sit there on the bed. I want to ride you,” he said pushing me back so that I was sitting on the side of the bed. I scooted back so that I was reclining against the headboard as he straddled me. “This way I can watch you cum with your hat on.”

He made quick work of rolling the condom onto my dick and applying the lube, then he rose up, hovering just above me. “Ready?” he asked.

I nodded my head, and he slid himself down on to my cock. I watched as his face first grimaced with the slight pain of my intrusion, then the bliss washed over his features and I knew that he was ready to ride.

He began raising and lowering himself onto my dick, the tightness of his ass squeezing down on me. I watched as he threw his head back, his eyes closed, his lips slightly parted. I could see the pleasure on his face; I liked knowing that I was causing that pleasure.

I took hold of his dick and begin pumping it in rhythm with his movements. His cock was so hard that I knew he wouldn’t last much longer. We seldom do the first time, last, that is. Later there would be time for slow, passionate love making, but right then, there was too much desire to be fed.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna shoot,” he said and I knew I’d be right there with him.

“Come for me, baby,” I said and he did. His ass clamping around my dick, brought me to my own release. We both cried out as our orgasms took us. Then he rolled off me, and snuggled up to my side.

The cowboy hats were once again on the floor. “Maybe we can get some chaps to go with them,” I said with a wink.